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" I wake up in a dark room, I try to get up but I'm pinned to a foldable chair. If whoever this is is trying to kidnap me, they should at least have a better chair. "CHRIS?" I yell, as loud as I can. "BABY!" He yells in return, it was really muffled though. I think his mouth is covered. I look around and see Nathan. Nathan f*cking Colleen. "What the f*ck?" I yell. "Shh, baby." Nathan puts his hand on my mouth. "No, and don't call me f*cking baby!" I try and yell but his hand is muffling my voice. "I said shh." He pulls out an Ak-30, and points it at my forehead. "CAMILA WHERE ARE YOU?" Chris yells, the pain in his voice is unreal. "I DONT KNOW!" is what I try to yell, but the bullet goes straight into my hand. I cry, ugly cry. "Nathan, please!! I'll get back with you if it's what you want, but please stop hurting me!! And don't hurt Christan!," I scream while bawling my eyes out. "Even if you do get back with me, we can't have s3x, you chopped of my f*cking p3nis and fed it to me, so what's the point," he puts the gun to my throat, "so maybe I should put α bullet in your throat." "Nathan. Please." I beg, crying, snotting, heavily breathing, and screaming. "To late." He cocks the gun back. "
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